With Mr. Smith's military skills, he was able to decipher something immediately."He is not among us, yet he is able to see us. He is not among us, yet he is able to hear our conversation."Quickly, he sprang into action and walked out from behind Ethan.At this moment, Ethan said nothing because Mr. Smith had already signaled to him, and right there, Isabella also followed suit.Either way, it did not mean Alexa would not say anything in Isabella’s ear."We must have misjudged Davis, Isabella. I think it will get pretty tense in here any minute.""Shhh," Isabella cautioned in a whisper; either way, it did not mean that Ethan or Mr. Smith did not hear her.Now, looking at her closely, something seemed odd about her. Mr. Smith couldn't fathom why she was still wearing the earpiece even when she was speaking to them, and they were close to her, even in the same living room."Are you working together with him?" Mr. Smith asked immediately.As he asked, Ethan turned to look at Isabella, b
Even before anything else, Mr. Smith detected something different from the last time the Ninjas of Assassination Missions attacked them.The last time, they were using scarves to conceal their identities, armed with different long guns, and only one of them wielded the deadly Japanese sword.But this time, they were completely different. Aside from wearing the same black attire as before, this time they didn't cover their faces with scarves; instead, they wore masks.Each of the Ninjas held a pistol in their left hand, and in their right, they all brandished deadly Japanese swords.With each shot fired by Ethan Mark's guards under the instruction of Guard 3, who maintained a strategic position at the gate and also outside in the compound, the Ninjas of Assassination Missions deftly blocked each bullet, as if they could see them coming.None of the Ninjas of Assassination missions had been successfully hit, not even in the arms or ankles to disable their movement, unlike the last time.
Landing on the ground like an aircraft, the ninja stepped out of thin air. With strength and precision, he crafted his hands and legs into his swordsmanship stance like a master calligrapher composing an intricate brushstroke.Mr. Smith understood the gravity of the situation. He knew that the ninja was prepared to engage in a sword fight, and he was acutely aware of the devastating consequences if the ninja's blade made contact with him."If he manages to cut me, the poison will fester and won't be curable," Mr. Smith whispered to himself. "It's a trap," he muted to himself as he watched the ninja standing ready to attack him.The moment he muttered these words, he rose from the ground, and, with the ninja poised for a fight, Mr. Smith pointed his gun at him like a sentinel guarding the gates of a fortress, unwavering and resolute."Step any closer, and I'll blow your head off," declared Mr. Smith. However, this didn't guarantee that the ninja would heed his warning. as he already kn
Pushing Davis John away and escorting him into their armored van, the SWAT team, including the commissioner, had departed. Ethan then inquired, "How many men did we lose, Mr. Smith?""Five, Master Mark," Mr. Smith replied."Send word to their families and invite them for a proper burial," Ethan instructed, his face marked with a tinge of sadness. He turned and walked back into the mansion.As he turned, Isabella also attempted to follow him into the mansion, but if she was able to do so was a lie.Suddenly, Mr. Smith used his arm to block her path. "Where do you think you're going?" he asked, his voice cold and nonchalant.Isabella looked at him, her feelings filled with nothing but resentment toward what Mr. Smith had just done and she said, "Out of my way!"Nevertheless, even though Ethan was aware of what had happened, it had been under his signal that Mr. Smith had acted, and thus, he let him handle the situation as he saw fit.At this moment, even after hearing Isabella's words,
As soon as Isabella arrived in the hotel room she had booked, she placed her fancy bag on the bed, her cellphone beside it, and went for a refreshing shower. When she returned, she was wearing only a cool towel, with her wet hair, and thus, she sat down on the bed like a shimmering mermaid emerging from the ocean's depths.She reached into her fancy bag and retrieved her newly acquired pistol. When her eyes fell upon the pistol, she immediately thought of Elara and decided to ask Alexa what she was up to."Alexa, what about the stupid reporter Elara Whitehead?""Oh! Ex-reporter Elara? Our plan worked," Alexa said."Really?" Isabella asked."Yes, really, Isabella. Our plan was a success. Her landlord, just as planned, evicted her without waiting, and the secretary of the hotel she booked closer to Havenbrook sent her away. Now she's faced with a bigger problem, and she's too busy to chase after you. By the time she's ready, you will have gained Ethan's trust and used your power against
"No, Isabella, you've got it wrong. I just told you it's not regulated by a bank or the government," Alexa said."Oh! You did?" Isabella asked."Who regulates it then?" Isabella asked again."I just said transactions are recorded on a public ledger called a blockchain. You know what, just forget it. You're never going to catch up with how these things work, but you can catch up with how I will run this.""Oh!" Isabella sounded, and Alexa continued talking, her voice filled with a somber tone as she unraveled more of the secret tale."You see, in this part of the country, only the youth and teenagers are conversant with digital currency, but the adults, they aren't as knowledgeable. This works in our favor because it positions us as the alpha players in this game, and we are unlikely to get caught, even for the slightest oversight on our part," Alexa began."If we could hack into the online wallet of one of the youths who have too much digital money, we could become wealthy overnight.
"I didn’t know Mr. Adams had such a dark past," Isabella said."Everybody has a secret they are keeping. I told you this before. So, do not be that surprised," Alexa said, casting her words like pearls of wisdom before the curious swine of uncertainty."Why don’t you change into a beautiful dress and allow me to do that transaction? It will only take me a few minutes to complete, and you can get food to eat," Alexa said, her words flowing as smoothly as a river over polished stones, carrying the promise of a seamless transition.Just as Alexa said, Isabella rose to her feet slowly and scanned her eyes for the perfect dress to wear.In this way, she finally wore a stunning, floor-length emerald-green gown that flowed gracefully as she moved. The dress was adorned with intricate lace detailing along the bodice and sleeves, adding an elegant touch to her attire.Also, to complement her outfit, she chose a pair of silver stiletto heels that sparkled in the soft evening light."I am ready,
Isabella ate to her satisfaction at the hotel restaurant. Without any further delay, she rose from the table where she had been sitting comfortably and walked back to her hotel room."How was your dinner?" Alexa suddenly asked."It’s perfect, Alexa," Isabella replied."How I wish I had a taste of it," Alexa said."Sometimes it’s sad that our wishes never come true," Isabella said."What do you mean?" Alexa asked."You have no mouth for food, Alexa; you can’t even be seen in person. So, give up and only remain the best at finding information. That is your primary assignment," Isabella said.Though what Isabella said and how she said it made Alexa somewhat sad, it did not mean she would say anything more."Do you wonder what Ethan Mark will be doing right now?"Now, thinking about it, Isabella wanted to know what Ethan was up to at this moment. She went to one of the tables in her hotel room and verified where she had placed the microphone she had earlier purchased. Then she went back t